The Cubes

It's been days since I've seen your like
And I just don't know what to think
To have your sparkling crystalline form again
Dancing around in my drink

I had taken you for granted
Thought you would always be around
But the hurricane came, and the lights went out
Then there was not a single cube to be found

But now you're back and I'm sure glad
I don't say this just to be nice
A glass of tea just isn't the same
Without a big scoop of ice

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